Megan Anthony’s cheeks burned bright red! “I wanted to make things easier for you, mistress.” I wasn’t sure where to begin, and my hands were starting to shake in anticipation. He must have sensed my nerves because he picked up the whip. “Please, mistress. I am ready to be punished. I will count after each one. My safe word is Megan. I will take twenty.” He shocked me with his statement. Twenty! With a whip?! I wouldn’t be able to do that! It sounded worse than what they did in the old days! “No, Anthony, I can’t, not that much and not that. I’m not a dominator.” “Mistress, I promise. I will not be angry, and it’s not about hurting me, it is a pleasurable pain. I’m strong, twenty is my limit. Please, I will beg if that is what you need.” “NO! No begging! Not ever! Please, I …” I look